Attraction | Lee Heeseung

Chapter One

A T T R A C T I O N

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The bell rang, signalling that it's time for another class. As the students are leaving the classroom, I groaned, packing my stuffs and swinging my bag over my shoulder.

I get out of the class, walking in the hallway. As I was heading towards my locker. I saw my biggest problem.

Lee Heeseung.

the playboy

The man who dates every single women in the entire school.

Everyone finds him attractive. I mean it's not a lie BUT...he is a troublemaker. A flirtatious behaviour which can make any woman fall for him.

He was leaning against the lockers with a Lollipop in his mouth. His arm, around a girl as she giggles and cuddles to him. Her hand placed on his chest. I make a disgust face and walks towards my locker that was near them, ignoring them.

As i opened the locker and put my books inside. Heeseung signalled the girl to go then wink at her. She giggles and leaves.
i didn't really pay attention to them.

Just then my locker slammed, causing me to flinch. Heeseung, leaning against the locker with a smirk.
"The fuck man?!" i exclaimed at him

"Chill down Angel. Why so rude? Aren't you happy to see your favourite person?" He smirks and put his lollipop back in his mouth.

I ignored him, opening the locker again, and pull out my book. Anddd he slammed it again...

oh this bitch

I didn't think even twice to hit him. I used the book that i was holding, raising it and hit him. Due to his fast reflexes, he managed to avoid it and put his arm infront of him and flinched a little bit.

"get the fuck away from me Lee!" I shot him an annoyance and pissed off stare.

"Damn someone stepped on your tail or something?" he grins, raising one of his eyebrow.

"Why are you still here?" i snapped, trying my best not to beat the shit outta him.
"Weren't you busy charming your flings?"

He tilt his head in amusement, completely unfazed by my irritation.
"C'mon Yewon. I'm here to brighten your day, you should be thanking me."

"Thank you? for what? for making my life a living hell?" I rolled my eyes, trying to walk past him but he was quick, blocking my path with his body.

"Just admit it Angel. You love my attention.
it brighten up your boring life" He teased, a playful glint in his eyes.
i glared up at him. "You think too highly of yourself. Well i couldn't care less about your so-called 'attention'"

He then feigned a dramatic gasp, placing his hand over his heart.
"Ouch That hurts, Angel. But you know what? I see right through you"

"what's that supposed to mean?" i raised an eyebrow at him

"means that you enjoy this little game right now. I can see.. You're like a....firecracker, ready to explode"

"Or maybe i just want you to leave me the fuck alone." i scoff, pushing past him with an annoyed huff.

He followed me down the hallway, his casual demeanor making it all the more infuriating. “But where’s the fun in that? You can’t tell me you don’t enjoy our little banter.”

I kept my gaze straight ahead, trying to ignore him. “It’s not banter if I’m the only one trying to make sense of your stupidity.”

“Stupidity?” He laughed, a rich, teasing sound that echoed in the crowded hallway. “You really wound me, Yewon. You have no idea how hard it is to be this charming.”

I stopped dead in my tracks and turned to face him. “Charming? You call flirting with every girl in school charming? It’s pathetic.”

He raised an eyebrow, a look of mock innocence on his face. “What’s wrong with a little harmless flirting? It’s not like I’m tying them down. Just having fun.”

“Some people actually respect themselves,” I shot back, my voice low and fierce.

For a moment, there was silence, and I thought I might have finally hit a nerve. But then he chuckled, shaking his head as if I were just a puzzle he enjoyed piecing together. “You really are something else, you know that?”

“Yeah? Well, don’t forget it,” I replied, spinning on my heel and marching away, determined to end this ridiculous interaction.

But just as I thought I’d escaped, he called after me. “Hey, Angel! Don’t be mad! You’re just making it more fun!”

I didn’t turn back. Instead, I marched down the hall, feeling my heart racing—not out of fear, but frustration

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